THE PRELUDE: Worst date of my life
The evening started well enough...had second date with HB7 lawyer who—though only ok in the looks department—was quite smart and seemed worth a shot for date 2.
Met her at a jazz bar on the premise of drinking Absinthe (they no longer sell it). The band was so-so, the service was terrible and the food was pretty good. The wine was ridiculously overpriced. I commented at all of that. She revealed herself as a crusader, waxing indignant whenever I said anything even mildly uncomplimentary about anything. I inquired about her previous career as a social worker (worked with families whose children were taken for foster care), and referred to them as 'broken homes'—that sent her off, apparently 'broken home' is not a politically or socially correct term to describe families separated in this way. (Who knew?) If she was much hotter I might have brushed it off and moved on to the next subject, (might NOT have, too!) but instead I pressed the point and asked what label should be given. Now, while 'broken' could simply be the adjective of reference, and does not necessarily mean dysfunction....in fact in most cases I suspect it really does mean dysfunctional.Anyway, she was deeply offended and we agreed to end the date. I paid (always a gentleman), she left the tip (30% for really lousy service!) and we shook hands goodbye. No biggie.
ACT TWO: Call from a friend
Went to my favorite sportsbar for a burger and a few beers. Got text message from "N" (Asian American HB9, 22 years old california girl, long straight black hair, perfect skin and teeth, tight little body, B cup breasts) whom I had met online and taken out once a couple weeks prior. Couldn't quite figure her out the first time...big walls thrown up, hard to break through. Seemed interested, but totally gives cold shoulder. She came round, we had a drink, then walked her to the corner. Tried to kiss her, tried to kiss her, tried to kiss her...manhandled her a bit—she broke and kissed me back passionately. Decided to walk her home ("bad neighborhood")...wouldn't let me come up.
Came home (nearby) got text message "oops, didn't mean to be rude, should have invited you up for a Cabernet?"
Banter back and forth, she says she's going to bed. I get in my car and drive over anyway, ring her from her lobby! (like a fucking boss, I may add!)
She buzzes me up. We end up chatting for 2 hours on the sofa...keep trying to make my move, keep getting rebuffed. Does not make any sense!
Doing some light kino, deep diving, etc etc. Kiss her neck a little but she won't let things proceed.
We chat about her work, family, everything. I'm bored stiff. Every time I try to kiss her she pulls away.
I decide enough is enough, this girl just wants to talk.
ACT 3: Here's where it gets weird:
It's 3 am and I am really working hard to escalate now.
She points out our age difference (I'm 42, she's 22) and asks me how I feel about it.
I say 'I dont think about it, I'm comfortable with it." (true—I've been around the block with Asian girls/daddy complexes plenty of times before)
She openly expresses DISAPPOINTMENT!
I backpedal...tell her how hot she is. Nope, not what she's looking for.
FINALLY—she comes out with it. She's a Submissive and wants to be dominated!
ACT 4: Fucking
AH-HA!!!
Finally, I understand EVERYTHING!
Say no more...
I grab her hands and pin them behind her head, start kissing her neck and feeling up her breasts, climb on top of her and make out with her for a while, put my knee in her crotch...she's moaning and kissing me back now.
I lift her up and take her to bedroom. Pull of her shirt and throw her down on the bed.
She starts talking dirty...she wants me to cum on her face, she wants me to fuck her hard, she wants me to teach her things she does not know, etc...
I reciprocate, tell her I'm going to fuck the shit out of her, etc.
She says she's on her period (but no tampon or pad, and it's clear that she's not...)
We Make out some more, I start fingering her and eating her out.
Normally I prefer to bring her to climax this way before penetrating, but she asks me to fuck her.
It's past 3:30 am now and I don't give a fuck, so I take off my pants, strap on a condom and proceed.
ACT 5: The disappointment:
Now it gets weird again....
It's nearly 4am, Ive been drinking since 8.
I am hard, but not "super hard"...let's call it 70%.
She starts complaining and slowing down!
I'm not sure if it's really a problem, if this is part of her submissive scheme, if she's shit testing me or WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!
I never met any psycho chick like this before!!!
I fuck her missionary, doggy style, side saddle, and she's right...it's only 70% and it's not getting better.
She's disappointed, but I don't know if this is an act to get me to be more dominant, or if she's talking real.
I wisely brought a small bottle of KY and start putting on outside the condom.
She says "You're an old man, that's why you need that stuff."
She keeps saying she wants to go to sleep and I should leave.
But when I go to kiss her or finger her, she's totally into it.
At one point she says "I want you to come on my face!" again.
Then she goes back to "you really should leave, I mean it." etc and slowing down/pushing me away.
Fucking confused as shit!
Finally after repeatedly trying to fuck her some more, finger her, kiss her, etc. I decide she really does want me to leave.
She says "I definitely want to fuck you next time, I'm a nymphomaniac."
We make some loose plans and I leave.
I get home and realize I left my jacket and necklace there.
CHASE, FRANCO, CHARMING, ALL YOU BOYS....I NEED THE BIG GUNS ON THIS ONE.
I THINK I STRUCK FUCKING PAY DIRT, BUT I NEED TO KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THIS PSYCHO NYMPHO HOTNESS!!!!!
I think her insult/don't give a fuck attitude is just part of the act. She's testing me so I will get more and more dominant.
But where do you draw the line?
What does this kind of chick want?
ANYWAY...MY WEIRDEST LAY REPORT TO DATE. Terrible evening salvaged by psycho nympho! Olé!
The evening started well enough...had second date with HB7 lawyer who—though only ok in the looks department—was quite smart and seemed worth a shot for date 2.
Met her at a jazz bar on the premise of drinking Absinthe (they no longer sell it). The band was so-so, the service was terrible and the food was pretty good. The wine was ridiculously overpriced. I commented at all of that. She revealed herself as a crusader, waxing indignant whenever I said anything even mildly uncomplimentary about anything. I inquired about her previous career as a social worker (worked with families whose children were taken for foster care), and referred to them as 'broken homes'—that sent her off, apparently 'broken home' is not a politically or socially correct term to describe families separated in this way. (Who knew?) If she was much hotter I might have brushed it off and moved on to the next subject, (might NOT have, too!) but instead I pressed the point and asked what label should be given. Now, while 'broken' could simply be the adjective of reference, and does not necessarily mean dysfunction....in fact in most cases I suspect it really does mean dysfunctional.Anyway, she was deeply offended and we agreed to end the date. I paid (always a gentleman), she left the tip (30% for really lousy service!) and we shook hands goodbye. No biggie.
ACT TWO: Call from a friend
Went to my favorite sportsbar for a burger and a few beers. Got text message from "N" (Asian American HB9, 22 years old california girl, long straight black hair, perfect skin and teeth, tight little body, B cup breasts) whom I had met online and taken out once a couple weeks prior. Couldn't quite figure her out the first time...big walls thrown up, hard to break through. Seemed interested, but totally gives cold shoulder. She came round, we had a drink, then walked her to the corner. Tried to kiss her, tried to kiss her, tried to kiss her...manhandled her a bit—she broke and kissed me back passionately. Decided to walk her home ("bad neighborhood")...wouldn't let me come up.
Came home (nearby) got text message "oops, didn't mean to be rude, should have invited you up for a Cabernet?"
Banter back and forth, she says she's going to bed. I get in my car and drive over anyway, ring her from her lobby! (like a fucking boss, I may add!)
She buzzes me up. We end up chatting for 2 hours on the sofa...keep trying to make my move, keep getting rebuffed. Does not make any sense!
Doing some light kino, deep diving, etc etc. Kiss her neck a little but she won't let things proceed.
We chat about her work, family, everything. I'm bored stiff. Every time I try to kiss her she pulls away.
I decide enough is enough, this girl just wants to talk.
ACT 3: Here's where it gets weird:
It's 3 am and I am really working hard to escalate now.
She points out our age difference (I'm 42, she's 22) and asks me how I feel about it.
I say 'I dont think about it, I'm comfortable with it." (true—I've been around the block with Asian girls/daddy complexes plenty of times before)
She openly expresses DISAPPOINTMENT!
I backpedal...tell her how hot she is. Nope, not what she's looking for.
FINALLY—she comes out with it. She's a Submissive and wants to be dominated!
ACT 4: Fucking
AH-HA!!!
Finally, I understand EVERYTHING!
Say no more...
I grab her hands and pin them behind her head, start kissing her neck and feeling up her breasts, climb on top of her and make out with her for a while, put my knee in her crotch...she's moaning and kissing me back now.
I lift her up and take her to bedroom. Pull of her shirt and throw her down on the bed.
She starts talking dirty...she wants me to cum on her face, she wants me to fuck her hard, she wants me to teach her things she does not know, etc...
I reciprocate, tell her I'm going to fuck the shit out of her, etc.
She says she's on her period (but no tampon or pad, and it's clear that she's not...)
We Make out some more, I start fingering her and eating her out.
Normally I prefer to bring her to climax this way before penetrating, but she asks me to fuck her.
It's past 3:30 am now and I don't give a fuck, so I take off my pants, strap on a condom and proceed.
ACT 5: The disappointment:
Now it gets weird again....
It's nearly 4am, Ive been drinking since 8.
I am hard, but not "super hard"...let's call it 70%.
She starts complaining and slowing down!
I'm not sure if it's really a problem, if this is part of her submissive scheme, if she's shit testing me or WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!
I never met any psycho chick like this before!!!
I fuck her missionary, doggy style, side saddle, and she's right...it's only 70% and it's not getting better.
She's disappointed, but I don't know if this is an act to get me to be more dominant, or if she's talking real.
I wisely brought a small bottle of KY and start putting on outside the condom.
She says "You're an old man, that's why you need that stuff."
She keeps saying she wants to go to sleep and I should leave.
But when I go to kiss her or finger her, she's totally into it.
At one point she says "I want you to come on my face!" again.
Then she goes back to "you really should leave, I mean it." etc and slowing down/pushing me away.
Fucking confused as shit!
Finally after repeatedly trying to fuck her some more, finger her, kiss her, etc. I decide she really does want me to leave.
She says "I definitely want to fuck you next time, I'm a nymphomaniac."
We make some loose plans and I leave.
I get home and realize I left my jacket and necklace there.
CHASE, FRANCO, CHARMING, ALL YOU BOYS....I NEED THE BIG GUNS ON THIS ONE.
I THINK I STRUCK FUCKING PAY DIRT, BUT I NEED TO KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THIS PSYCHO NYMPHO HOTNESS!!!!!
I think her insult/don't give a fuck attitude is just part of the act. She's testing me so I will get more and more dominant.
But where do you draw the line?
What does this kind of chick want?
ANYWAY...MY WEIRDEST LAY REPORT TO DATE. Terrible evening salvaged by psycho nympho! Olé!